Chapter 1
Numbani, a city of peace and prosperity, but most importantly a sanctuary for Omnics and Humans to coincide peacefully side by side without all the bigotry and violence in other parts of the world. Bastion felt at home, despite being a war machine who preferred being alone with nature, but this... He can at least tolerate it. Bastion was sitting with D. Va , Lucio and Zenyatta at a local café that serves both humans and Omnics. It was quaint, not too extravagant but they did serve the best coffee and offers more power extending fuel, mostly sunlight and a potato powered generator, Bastion wasn't a big fan, but at least Ganymede loves the seeds they have here.
The team were off on leave for their hard work and dedication to Overwatch, keeping the world safe and keeping crime in check. It was Lucio's idea to head to Numbani since it was, as he words it, "The most chill place on earth", that and because he was planning a concert for people to enjoy and listen freely. D. Va tagged along because she had nothing better to do since she is taking a break of doing streams for a few days, but on occasion updates her twitter, sending pics to the Agents at home. Zenyatta and Bastion were invited as well, though bastion wasn't comfortable with the idea of going to a city, but Lucio assured him that he won't have any trouble to face there, plus he could help with the heavy lifting and preparations for the show, if he is still uncomfortable. Zenyatta's reason was just to keep Bastion calm, and also to visit a friend who was living in the city.
As the agents enjoyed their time, D. Va and Lucio were talking about their hobbies mostly music and video games, Zenyatta was listening to the youths silently, meditating from time to time to keep his Zen in balance. As for Bastion, he was looking around at the city, he looked at his weapon,which was on safety thankfully and looked at the other Omnics around him.
In his memory banks, he remembered that he was built to be a war machine, so the thought of not carrying a weapon was alien to him, though when he isn't on a mission or when he is at peace, he somewhat felt out of place with most of his Newer models of the Omnic people.
Zenyatta took his attention from the conversation and looked over to Bastion. "Is there something on your mind, my friend?" Zenyatta asked in a concerned yet zen-like speech. Bastion looked up and whirred sadly. "Beep boop Viiir…" Zenyatta tilts his head. "You are sad that you are different, why?" Zenyatta asked in a curious tone. Bastion sighed and explained. "Beep bvweep briiiir vwee whiir vwee beep boop poob." Zenyatta nods his head. "I see… My friend, everyone is different in their own way, you may have been created as a war machine, but what makes you special is your kindness and willingness to work with others despite being a soldier of a war that all Omnics still have scars for, you shouldn't be sad because you are not normal, you are Bastion, an agent of Overwatch and my friend, you should not consider yourself a monster because you are different then our newer modeled generation, be yourself and be happy, do not feel that you are insignificant, be at peace knowing you have the means to protect others, when others cannot protect." Bastion shakes his head. "Vwee vriiir wooo…Doo beep boop." Zenyatta thinks for a moment. "I see… It is not that you are different, you just feel… "Alone" … I can see why you look upset then, my apologize on the mistake, perhaps there might be an Omnic who may have survived the crisis, and lives at peace… However, I would advise you to keep yourself open minded as you may be the last Omnic of your generation, but do not worry, you have friends here, to help you in your time if you so choose to look for it." Zenyatta explained in a more lighter tone. Bastion nods his head and stood up. "Beep boop." Lucio and looked at their friend. "Alright buddy, stay safe out there, and don't worry, I'll take care of your little bro safe." Lucio said in his positive tone as he smiled at Bastion. D. Va lets the little bird friend sit on her shoulder as she feeds him a handful of seeds. "Yeah, go ahead, we'll catch up with you later, everyone needs their "Me" time." She smiled warmly at Bastion. Bastion waved his hand and walked out into the city to get some thoughts of out of his core.
Bastion walked in a marching motion as he passed by many shops and business' in Numbani, his travels had taken him to a nearby park where he saw humans, Omnics and animals living their lives. Bastion decided to take a break to enjoy the serene feeling of the park. Quiet, fulfilling, and peaceful.
Though that stopped when he heard a scream. "AHHH, HELP THAT MAN STOLE MY PURSE!" Bastion's eye turned red and turned his head to an Omnic runner holding a purse in one hand and a knife in another. The runner passed him, but Bastion wasn't going to let him go. He began to sprint after him.
The Runner thought he was in the clear until he heard Bastion's footsteps, he looked over and saw the automaton chasing him, much to the Runner's dismay he kept moving. Bastion dodged his body as best he could so he doesn't hurt anyone in his chase. He can't open fire either as his bullets could injury civilians, so all he could do is run and hope to take him out in an unpopulated area. The Runner however didn't care who he bumped into, he pushed and shoved a few people aside and threw a metal trash can and mailbox in front of Bastion's way in a vain attempt to block him, however Bastion wasn't impeded by the obstacles as he was almost close to the Runner.
Just as Bastion was closing in on the Runner, the thief grabbed a child from her parents and puts his knife in front of the child's neck, the family looked in terror and Bastion stopped and aimed his weapon. "HOLD IT, don't even THINK of shooting me, you shoot me, and the kid gets it!" The Omnic placed his blade close to the little girl's neck to emphasize his threat. Bastion whirred in anger as he was ready to just unload some lead into the Omnic's body, but the kid would get hurt… What to do, he wondered. Suddenly something lands behind the Runner and the hostage, covered in a thick cloud of smoke, the Omnic looked behind him only to see two yellow eyes through the smoke. "You are under arrest for breaking the law, engaging hostage retrieval mode." The voice sounded like a female Omnic, though in Bastion's memory banks her tone sounded more like Pharah's in a weird way. The Runner, took his knife from the child's neck and tried to stab the new comer, only for the blade to snap in half and fall to pieces, the Omnic looked up as the smoke cleared to reveal an robot defender.
The Defender stood taller than the Omnic, her model was like a centaur, her armor was beige in color along with some green around certain parts of the armor, the head was slightly covered though on her face was a yellow mask that looked like a tribal mask that could be located in Africa, signifying that she was created here, on the side of the head were two green pained tusks for a more intimidating presence to it. The Defender was holding a powerful fusion driver cannon, similar to a mini-gun design but blasts out energy bullets, and on her back looked to be some sort of charger, to what purpose, it is unknown.
The Omnic looked frightened at the sight of the robotic defender and backs away only to be blocked by Bastion, who looked angry. The Defender looked at the Omnic and scanned him, trying to see if he was a threat or not, though it was too late to tell as Bastion grabs the Runner's arm and breaks it, causing the criminal to reel in pain, as Bastion takes the child and moves her to her family, who were very glad that she was safe. The defender looked over to the injured Omnic and placed energy cuff's around the Defender's legs and pushed him to the ground where proper authorities soon arrived to take him to custody.
Once the debacle was over with. Bastion looked over to the defender and analyzed her. To his surprise, her appearance was similar to a OR14 model back during the Omnic crisis. After the defender was giving her report to a police officer, Bastion walked up to greet her. "Beep boop." He waved in a friendly manner at her. The Defender looked at Bastion and Analyzed him more in depth only to point her weapon at Bastion's face. "BEEP BEEP!" He said in a surprised tone.
The Defender then stated. "Under article 1, section O, pargraph 7, sub-paragraph 2 of the Omnic-human treaty act stats: "All Omnics that partook in the Omnic crisis must be dismantled or deactivated, failure would result in immediate destruction of said Omnic." You are in violation of the act, so you must comply for deactivation or prepare to be terminated." Bastion was soon backing away, he didn't do anything wrong, yet he was found guilty for an old law that the U.N. had used for Omnics of his era, this was not how he wanted his life to end, not this way at least.
As Bastion was ready to fight for his life, an 11-year-old girl comes running in between the two automatons, screaming. "ORISA, DO NOT ATTACK, I REPEAT DO NOT ATTACK!" The Defender, whose name was "Orisa" looked at the girl and power's down her weapon. "Forgive me, creator… But why did you stop me?" Bastion looked at the girl and Orisa and tried to figure out what was going on. The girl then explained. "He isn't harming anyone, This Omnic is Bastion, one of Overwatch's agents, you terminate him, you're asking for a fight that may hurt innocents unnecessarily, and we do not want that." Orisa computed her creator's words and nods her head. "Very well, the Omnic is nulled and void of the law." Her cannon begins to morph into an arm, reverting to peace mode. Bastion was still trying to compute what was all that about until the girl walked up to him. "I am very sorry Bastion, Orisa is still trying to get into the hang of being a hero, shes…. Learning." She said embarrassingly. Bastion tilts his head. "beep viir?" The little girl looked up and smiled warmly. "I am sorry, my name is Efi Oladele, one of Numbani's youngest and brilliant creators, and this is OR15, Or Orisa as I like to call her, say hello to your new friend, Orisa." Orisa looked at Bastion but didn't say a word. Efi giggled a little. "She is kind of shy, don't be mad at her, please." Bastion looked up a few options he could take in this situation and decided not to go instigating the situation. "Beep whoop whiiir." He shrugged it off casually. Efi sighs in relief. "Oh, thank goodness, I'm glad we do not need to have trouble over this." She looked at her watch and looked shocked. "Oh no, I'm late for class, Orisa, keep guarding the city, I'm off now, I'll see you at home!" She starts to run off, waving to her Omnic guardian, who waves back as well. Bastion turns his head to Orisa who looked over at Bastion. "Forgive my brash action friend, I was merely doing what I was programmed to do." Bastion nods his head and says. "Weep vwiir?" Orisa nods her head. "Yes, to protect Numbani… and my creator." Bastion looked over to Efi's direction and almost wondered how an 11-year-old managed to make a Omnic like her, although Bastion shouldn't be questioning it since he is working with as Junkrat would put it "Misfits and freaks" in Overwatch, so it's best to not even ask. "I must get going, I have a job to do, stay safe citizen." Orisa left Bastion in the middle of the street.
Bastion tilts his head at Orisa, he was having some sort of malfunction of his CPU as he tried to analyze the Defender more, though unable to get any results. Bastion decided to leave and head back to the others, though as he does, he was starting to question why his CPU was starting to slow him down, and why he was empty in a way… Something was wrong with him, maybe the others might know.
